Mo Guyuan held the Xuanyuan Sword and soared up into the sky, followed by Ying Zhu. The two figures shuttled back and forth in the clouds. The sword and chain flashed countless sparks in the air. The two of them had been fighting for dozens of rounds in the blink of an eye.
Ying Zhu thought that he could only take a breather to kill this kid, but now the Mo Guyuan in front of him seemed to be a different person, with energy surging all over his body, and a very familiar evil spirit surrounding him. He had six successful powers. However, he was unable to gain the upper hand at all.
"This boy can control the Xuanyuan Sword. Now I am afraid that he will use the power of the Xuanyuan Sword to greatly increase his magic power. Hmm, I want to see how long you can last." A hint of cruelty flashed at the corner of Yingzhu's mouth, and then the next second The figure turned into black air billowing across the sky, shrouding Mo Guyuan.
Before the black air arrived, a pungent fishy smell hit his face. In the mid-air below the clouds, some strange birds that strayed into the black air turned into white ashes and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Mo Guyuan looked at him coldly, only to see him charging in with his sword, and within a moment he was gone.
"Hahahaha, let you turn to ashes in my ghost bone cloud." Yaozhu laughed.
The clouds in the sky began to turn dim and dark, and countless clouds and smoke slowly swirled into a vortex and fell downwards. Yu Nie stood not far away and looked at it, somewhat puzzled as to why Mo Guyuan suddenly became so strange.
Before he had time to think about it, he saw that the sky above seemed to be collapsing. A ray of green light broke through the black smoke and went straight to the center of the cloud vortex. Then countless green lights turned into lightning and traveled around. At first glance, the surface of the ghost bone cloud seemed to be covered with countless cracks, and a cry of contention resounded between the sky and the earth. The Xuanyuan Sword was now nearly a hundred feet long, and it was extremely spectacular, shaking the heavens and the earth.
There was a man below holding a sword and came up. The ghost bone cloud instantly turned into mist and disappeared.
There was a moment of surprise in Yongzhu's heart. Mo Guyuan, who was holding the sword in his hand, had a natural aura, and his speed was much stronger than before. Before the person arrived, a strong wind came towards him. The black energy around him instantly condensed into layers of walls in front of him. However, the strong wind smashed all the energy walls into pieces like iron, like mud. The tip of the sword was sharp and cold. Complete now.
"Hmph, you don't know what is good or bad." Yaozhu pinched it with two fingers and pointed towards the tip of the sword without fear.
The peak was filled with strong winds, roaring and tearing apart, making bursts of bursting sounds from time to time. Mo Guyuan's eyes were dark, and he looked at the man in front of him without a trace of emotion. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he said, "Oh? Then let you see how ignorant I am, how about it?"
Yongzhu's face was gloomy, his fingers touched the tip of the sword, and waves of air rolled out of him. The green and black lights seemed to be one but incompatible.
The two of them were in a stalemate for about half a moment. Mo Guyuan put his left hands together and pushed the sword end with force. The Xuanyuan Sword glowed brightly, and in the blink of an eye it advanced another half minute. Yongzhu's face turned pale for a while, and when he was about to exert all his strength to resist, he felt a trance in his heart and a feeling of dizziness in his brain.
At the break point where the two meet, there is a dark green light surging at the edge of the Xuanyuan Sword. If you look carefully, you can see that countless silk blades are spreading out. The silk blades extend towards Youshu's fingertips like barbs, quietly. The sound cut through his fingertips, and a drop of blood fell.
No one could see that the gas silk blade was slowly penetrated and absorbed, and more blood flowed out, and all of it was sucked into the sword mouth as before.
His chest felt tight, and a feeling of nausea lingered in his throat. Opposite him, Mo Guyuan was looking at him unruly. Whether it was an illusion or not, there seemed to be a trace of blood spreading in his dark eyes.
"I want to see how long you can maintain your majesty without this Xuanyuan Sword." Yaozhu shouted. He wanted to retreat, but he was surprised to find that his arm seemed to be attracted by an extremely strong gravitational force. Generally speaking, it is impossible to escape.
Years of experience in life and death told him that he must not waste it any longer. Without any hesitation, Yaozhu picked up the dark purple chain in his other hand and came to kill fiercely.
There was thunder and lightning hidden on the chain, and a hurricane was swirling under the drive of Yao Zhu. Mo Guyuan said something slightly, and he drew a Tai Chi diagram with one hand and walked towards the chain. However, when Yongzhu was angry, he just blocked the car with his arms. The Tai Chi diagram disappeared instantly, and the purple chains were flying and circling, like snakes, surrounding Mo Guyuan in circles.
"Let go of the sword!" Yaozhu roared. At this moment, he couldn't feel the sensation of his arm. In addition, he felt a little panicked, and the pulling force was expanding into his body.
Mo Guyuan's face was pale and ferocious, and the iron chain was tightly wrapped around him, shrinking inward with every breath he took. As if sensing something strange about its master, Xuanyuan Sword deliberately stopped moving at this moment. Fang Yingzhu felt something strange and wanted to pull away, but the next second there was an even stronger attraction that tightly tied his five fingers.
"Are you afraid of death too? We'll all die together in the worst case!" Mo Guyuan's mouth was scornful, as if the purple lightning traveling throughout his body could not bring him any pain at all.
But now his skin was torn and his bones were visible from the injuries.
Ying Zhu weighed the pros and cons, his eyes were dark and cold, no longer vague, and said, "After three counts, you and I will let go at the same time. I advise you not to play any tricks."
Mo Guyuan lowered his head and said nothing. At this moment, the waves in his heart were rolling, and there was a sea of blood. In the hazy blood, Mo Guyuan vaguely saw a man in black clothes standing alone on the height of the blood waves, looking up. Xiang Qiong, holding a sword in his hand, is undoubtedly the Xuanyuan Sword.
Mo Guyuan tried his best to see the man's appearance. The harder he tried, the more dizzy his mind became. The smell of blood seemed to have occupied his entire brain. A sound of bewitchment came from the abyss, turbulent in his heart and lingering in his ears.
The color of blood quietly appeared in his eyes, and the last trace of clarity on the Lingtai warned him to let go of his hand, but Mo Guyuan was already powerless, as if he was connected to the Xuanyuan Sword's heart and took root on the ground.
A hint of crisis fell in Yongzhu's heart. The man in front of him looked like a demon looking at him. Yongzhu's spine trembled. Those scarlet eyes seemed to be similar to him. The next moment, Yaozhu, who had rarely shown fear in thousands of years, was trembling with fear, as if he had seen something terrifying.
Mo Guyuan tried his best to reject the possessive power in his heart. He seemed to have seen a clue. He knew that it was a matter of life and death. He couldn't care about anything else, so he could only grit his teeth. Zi Lian's arrogance surged, and he screamed in pain from Mo Guyuan. What came out of Yuan's mouth was extremely shrill.
Mo Guyuan's joints and bones crackled all over his body, and he didn't know how many pieces were broken. The Tao Zhu actually wanted to strangle Mo Guyuan to death.
Yu Nie, who had gone and returned, was hiding somewhere and quietly observing. At this moment, seeing Mo Guyuan in danger, he could no longer care about anything else. He jumped out, and at some point a feather fan appeared in his hand. He waved his sleeves and swept it away. In an instant, in the open space, A tornado connecting the sky and the earth sprang out from above and rushed towards Yaozhu.
"Good guy, I'll send you to the west." Yu Nie thought with all his heart. After the strong wind went away, three hurricanes erected in all directions, surrounding Yongzhu from the southeast, northwest, and southeast.
At this moment, Yongzhu was held in place by the inexplicable gravity of the Xuanyuan Sword, unable to move. He wanted to kill Mo Guyuan but found that it was in vain. The resistance from the Nine Dragon Glazed Jade is slowly eroding the thunder method on his purple chain. No matter how hard he drives, the effect is minimal.
It's difficult to explain why this young guy who has just started practicing Taoism is so difficult to deal with.
Yongzhu was wrapped in four tornadoes, and the wind cut like a knife. Fortunately, his physical body was strong and tough, and he could resist one or two. Since this boy seems to be in some kind of trouble and he can't leave this place, he has no choice but to focus on the strong wind. He is doing three things at once, but his face is extremely livid.
Yu Nie took advantage of the situation and came to Mo Guyuan's side. Just as she was about to stretch out her hand to explore a few times, she heard Mo Guyuan's weak gasping in her ears: "Don't touch me, be careful that you are attracted to me too."
"What's wrong with you?" Yu Nie asked with a frown.
Mo Guyuan shook his head with difficulty. He had only felt a mysterious force pouring into his heart before, and only then did Mo Guyuan have the strength to fight with that Ying Zhu. As the mysterious power gradually surged and became smoother and smoother, Mo Guyuan was shocked to find that the mysterious power seemed to be deliberately depriving him of his heart.
Mo Guyuan couldn't imagine what he would become once his entire body was occupied by this mysterious force. But even though the clues have been found out now, except for relying on his will to fight against the mysterious power, he has no way to expel it.
"I'm afraid I can't hold on any longer. When things go wrong, you can leave first and leave me alone." Mo Guyuan gritted his teeth and said deeply.
That qi and divine power was pouring in from the Xuanyuan Sword. He wanted to let go of his hand, but he couldn't help it.
Yu Nie didn't doubt it was a lie. Looking at Mo Guyuan's extremely painful look, she didn't know what to do for a moment and could only worry aside.
Suddenly, Yu Nie seemed to remember something, and then whispered a few times quietly in Mo Guyuan's ear. The next second, Yu Nie's figure appeared a hundred meters away.
"Remember, I can only hold on for a few seconds at most, you have to be careful." Yu Nie shouted. After saying that, Yu Nie's body was filled with brilliance, like the halo of moonlight, and the white light was as soft as the waves of fresh water.
At this moment, the world was silent, as if everything was at a standstill. Only Mo Guyuan could still move, but in the blink of an eye, everything returned to the same state as before.
Yu Nie glanced at it, then his eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground unconscious.
Yongzhu was overjoyed. The Xuanyuan Sword had returned to its original shape and fell to the ground. He was able to pull out his hand. Looking carefully, Yaozhu's face was shocked. At this time, his entire right arm was bloodless, pale and cold, with white bones visible in the middle.
"Such a strong sucking power, no wonder the breath is so familiar, it turns out to be evil." Yongzhu licked his lips, directly shook away the strong wind around him with one hand, and greedily killed Mo Guyuan.
At this time, the purple chain tightly bound Mo Guyuan. From the moment he let go of the Xuanyuan Sword, Mo Guyuan gradually regained his consciousness. However, he was now trapped in another life and death situation, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free.
"Are we really going to die here today?" Mo Guyuan was in a daze for a while, looking at Yao Zhu who was very close at hand, he slowly closed his eyes with some reluctance.
Suddenly, a flash of sword light flashed in his mind, and Mo Guyuan looked around, seeing that it was the man in black he had seen in his mind before. At this moment, he was holding the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, waving it vertically and horizontally above the rivers, between heaven and earth, in the sun and the moon, with the sword shining brightly for nine days. It was a world filled with sword energy.
"The sword is not the enemy of ten thousand people, and the reputation of literature is heard all over the world. We practice swords, draw swords, understand swords, and transform swords. What is this? I am looking for Xuanyuan, and Xuanyuan is with me. If I am so crazy that I am a devil..."
Mo Guyuan completely forgot where he was. Even if the man whispered softly to him, he never noticed his appearance. All of Mo Guyuan's mind was in the sword energy above the sea of mind, where not only the sword moves were dazzling, but also the way of the sword was ahead.
The man in black stood on the top of the sky with his hands behind his hands, smiled lightly, looked back at Mo Guyuan, and said to himself, "Time has really determined me. Since we don't meet, let's go with the wind."
The man in black flew up with this wisp of spirit, leaving only a faint sigh: "I wish I could put the sword down from my waist and cut off my sorrow every inch. From now on, there will be no more swords in heaven and earth..."
He smiled bitterly and laughed at himself. He didn't know whether it was the sword god or the sword demon. It turned out that he was still not free in the end.
The stream of light penetrated Yaozao's heart silently, and then the light dispersed, leaving only a few stars in the sky and earth, as if nothing had ever happened.
